Wherever Shen Hanxing's gaze fell on, Ji Yan felt as if she had set off a huge wave of flames. From Ji Yan's point of view, Shen Hanxing's shoulders were thin, her neck was long, and her collarbones were exquisite. Her beautiful right-angled shoulders were still stained with water droplets, which were clear and attractive on her fair skin. On the other hand, Shen Hanxing's long hair was wet, her lips were red and her teeth white. Her hair was still stained with foam, but she did not look haggard at all. Instead, she looked like a siren who had just come out from the sea.
"Please come in, my wife." Ji Yan did not dare to look down. He lowered his eyes and moved away, his voice hoarse.